April 14, 2017
Faculty of arts and humanities

My Graduation

One semester left before graduation! I called my dad and asked him if it was safe to fly back to Syria to do my last exams, for my last year?
February 26, 2017
Stone wall and buildings


I always miss the small town of Breeke, especially in the holidays. It's not a fancy place.
April 9, 2016
composite with jasmine flowers over a wooden door

The Door to Everything

I have been asked to write about my memories of Homs, the city where my parents were born, the one which for many years meant Syria to me and which sadly has become the prey of all human cruelties.
November 28, 2015
Close up of fried chicken

Craving Broasted

Not a single day goes by without something triggering a thought about Syria, my home or my childhood. Today, despite being a vegetarian for two years now, the trigger was a sudden craving for ‘broasted’ chicken.
September 19, 2015
Heart and key silhouetted against sunset

The Keys To My Home

I used to complain about my father’s repeated requests that I take my key with me every time I wanted to go out.
November 18, 2014
Two Kurdish boys on top of Mount Qasyun


I walk daily through Damascus, from the south to the west, and through the north. The city is Syria now – it has people from everywhere.
October 29, 2014
Pomegranate seeds


“I pray every day for the souls of the dead and I read the Quran every morning, but something is wrong with my heart."
February 23, 2014
Tree silhouetted against sky

Trees Die Standing

Ghassan was the son of the old war veteran Mohammad Hassan Mehro and came from the small farming town of Jamaraya.
February 23, 2014
Syrian street scene with bicycles

Seeking the Jasmine Breeze

I have lived my whole life, 17 years in Damascus, but for a long time I never realised or sensed the beauty of this place.